in your ring.He had once seen the properties and uses of a storage ring in ancient medical texts, thinking it was just a legend, but he didn't expect to encounter one today.Just as he was about to pu...Now everyone realized the problem. There was no need to even touch him; it was clear that he wasn't hiding any sword manuals on his person.

A brief silence fell over the scene, and just then, Changsun Li's intelligence seemed to come online instantly.

"Do you think we're all fools Since you stole the sword manual, you must have hidden it somewhere else, not on your person."

He turned back to Changsun Wenzhi and said, "Grandpa, search this place carefully. You're sure to find the sword manual."

Changsun Wenzhi nodded: "Get to work, search for me."

Upon receiving the master's orders, the servants immediately began their search, combing through the living room.

Changsun Li even went into battle himself, leaving no detail unattended. He was determined today to kill Ye Bufan.

Time passes by minute by minute, and everyone is waiting for the final result.

"I found it, I finally found it."

At that moment, Changsun Li suddenly burst into laughter.

He held a drawer in his hand, flipping it over to reveal a tattered and incomplete sword manual underneath.

Changsun Wugong's expression moved, and with a wave of his hand, the sword manual flew automatically into his hands: "It is indeed my Dragon Slashing Nine Swords!"

Long Sun Li arrogantly shouted: “Ye, you’ve been caught red-handed. What do you have to say for yourself this time”

At that moment, Ye Bufan's body trembled with goosebumps. He sensed a heavy conspiracy brewing around him.

I had never seen the Dragon Slayer Nine Swords before, and I definitely hadn't left this room. The sword manual must not have been taken by me.

Since I arrived here, under the coverage of my spiritual awareness, no one else has definitely come to this room.

This shows that someone must have placed the sword manual here long ago, waiting for me to come along and frame me.

I have to say, this move is incredibly ruthless. Faced with the formidable Changsun Wugong and the entire Changsun family, he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

Once this conspiracy is successful, it would be an understatement to say it's a dagger through the heart.

At this moment, cold sweat streamed down his forehead. Since inheriting the legacy, he had never felt so perilous as he did now.

Even with a thousand talents, he had no power to resist, for the opponent was simply too powerful.

His mind raced, wondering who would want to harm him Changsun Dongju That was impossible.

He had a gut feeling that his godmother would never harm him, and there was no benefit for her to do so.

Changsun Li This guy is trash. He brags a lot, but he doesn't seem to have the intelligence to back it up.

Long Sun Wugong held the sword manual in his hand, and a strong killing intent emanated from his whole body: "Boy, you dare to steal things from our Long Sun family Come and die!"

Seeing that he was about to kill, Changsun Qiulan quickly said: "Second Uncle, even if this child took the sword manual, it is not a death penalty. For the sake of my fourth sister, please spare him this time."

"No, he must die today."

This sword manual is the thing Changsun Wugong values most, it can even be said to be his Achilles' heel. And Ye Bufan just happened to touch it today.

Among the Changsun family, once this elder patriarch lost his temper, everyone feared him.

Ye Bufan's mind raced. Facing the formidable Changsun Wugong, he had to find a way out as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, dying here so cluelessly would be too unfair.

In a moment of desperation, his divine consciousness instantly swept over the remaining copy of the Dragon Slaying Nine Swords, clearly seeing its contents.

"Kid, take this! This is your last chance."

Changsun Wugong slowly drew the long sword from behind him.

Ye Bufan called out, "Wait a moment, Senior Changsun, I can prove that this sword manual isn't mine."

"Ye, you've been caught red-handed. What else do you have to say It was your godmother who stole from outside back then, and now it's you, her godson, stealing our family sword manual. You two really are a good pair of mother and son."

This guy was thrown out last night, and even Sergeant Sun Dongju has started to resent him.

I'm so excited right now that I can't even control myself, I blurted out something like this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of everyone present changed. After all, Changsun Dongju was Changsun Wenzhi's biological daughter. Speaking like this was tantamount to slapping their own family in the face.

Hearing the other party insult his godmother, Ye Bufan's heart was instantly filled with rage. His eyes narrowed as he said in a cold voice, "You dare to insult my mother You will pay the price."

Longsun Li didn't seem to realize he had said the wrong thing, and let out another arrogant laugh: "You, surnamed Ye, are about to die, and you dare to threaten me I want to see how you make me pay the price."

Ye Bufan ignored him and turned to the crowd from the Changsun family, saying: "Give me a chance, I can prove that the sword manual wasn't taken by me."

This time, Changsun Wenzhi spoke up: "Well, young man, I'll give you a chance. Tell me, how can you prove yourself"

He was the head of the Changsun family, his word was law. After he said this, no one else dared to speak. At the same time, others also felt curious. Regardless of whether the sword manual was taken by Ye Bufan or not, in the current situation, I'm afraid it would be impossible to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. No one knew how this young man would prove himself.

"Greetings, Head of the Xie Family," Ye Bufan let out a sigh of relief inwardly. As long as he was given a chance, his life would be saved.

"Do you have any paper and pen Please give me some."

Changsun Wenzhi waved his hand and said, "Go get some paper and ink."

After he finished speaking, Liu An immediately turned and walked out. He soon came back in with a pen and a stack of A4 paper.

Ye Bufan took the paper and pen. All eyes were on him, puzzled as to what use it could be at this moment.

He ignored everyone else, picked up a pen and paper, and began to draw at the table.

The painting was done with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, a figure brandishing a long sword appeared on the paper.

Many people look at it with bewilderment, wondering what the purpose is. Could painting a picture really prove something

Changsun Wugong and several other members of the Changsun family were visibly moved after seeing the painting. This was because what Ye Bufan had painted was not something else, but the first style of the Dragon Slashing Nine Swords.

Then his brush did not stop, and he continued to paint the second and third forms.

Changsun Wugong frowned: "Boy, I didn't expect you to have this ability. You memorized our family's sword manual so quickly."

"But that doesn't prove anything, it only proves you stole it."

Chang Sun Li only then understood what Ye Bufan had painted, and shouted, "Ye, you really are stupid. You've provided evidence against yourself..."

Ye Bufan didn't pay any attention to the two people at all. He picked up another piece of paper and continued to draw.

Long Sunli shouted, "You surname Ye, you still don't know how to live or die, hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy! No matter how many paintings you draw, it won't be of any use..."

"Shut up."

He was singing merrily when he was suddenly stopped by a sharp shout from Changsun Wugong.

"Grandpa, I..."

Changsun Li was startled, just about to say something when he saw Changsun Wugong completely ignore him, his eyes fixed on the painting Ye Bufan was drawing.

And his expression was excited, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

For a moment, he looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

Very soon, Ye Bufan finished the fourth painting and slapped it down in front of Changsun Wugong.

"Senior Changsun, how is it Can you prove that I am innocent"

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